Four car doors opened, and a dozen or so people got out, some wearing patrol uniforms, some in disguise, and three or four of them had guns in their hands, and there was quite a fight.
But without Shen Xingyue, she probably wouldn't have rushed from Fucheng City so quickly.
The police officer who had been stationed at the police station explained something to this group of people before, and the group of patrol officers was divided into two. One group entered the unit door, and the other group took a detour back to the north, heading towards the window we climbed out of.
Of course, it was all in vain. In just one minute, they returned to the front of the building to gather. The leader looked very annoyed and scolded the man in disguise. The man in disguise, Monk Zhang Er, was confused and couldn't understand that we disappeared out of thin air. things.
The leader took out his cell phone and called. Maybe the signal was average, but his voice was a bit loud, and I could almost hear him.
"Hey, bureau chief, let them run away! What's going on... Okay, let's increase the search intensity, with a radius of ten miles... Okay, ok, don't worry, bureau chief, if they run away, I'll ask you!"
After expressing their determination, the group of people got into the car respectively, probably going back to the meeting to study the next search plan.
The transvestite didn't get on the bus and was left here, wanting to wait and see.
After seeing it all, I pulled Zheng Bingbing out of the community, crossed the creek, and returned to the tent in the corn field.
There was no accident. Muzig was still in his original position, but his posture had changed. It used to be a straight mummy, but now it has become a more comfortable "big" shape.
"Is her mask made of gold?" Zheng Bingbing knelt next to Muzige and asked curiously. After such a long period of contact, she was no longer so afraid of Muzige.
"It should be so. If it's made of iron, it's probably rusted." I analyzed. After all, the tomb is relatively humid.
The mask was actually very ordinary. It fit his face perfectly. There were no patterns or patterns on it. It was not known whether she had originally worn the mask to fight or whether she had put it on after being sealed.
I was also hungry, so I ate some real estate speculation, and I still had a few cans of Red Bull in my bag, but I couldn’t drink any more because my heart would be unbearable. I poured out two bottles of Red Bull, quietly returned to the river, and drank two bottles of clear drink. Come back and give Zheng Bingbing a bottle of water each. It's sweet, refreshing, and delicious. It should be mountain spring water.
After eating and drinking enough, the warm breeze mixed with the aroma of corn makes people drowsy.
"Bingbing, I'll take a nap while you stand guard? Or should we sleep together?" I asked.
"I'm not sleepy. Uncle, you go to sleep first. When I'm sleepy, you can take my place."
I nodded, undressed and lay next to Muzige, closed my eyes, and about five minutes later, half asleep and half awake, I saw Yaoyao face down, floating above me, smiling at me!
I couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality for a while, because even in reality, if Yaoyao was hanging in the air, I wouldn't be too surprised, doesn't she know magic?
But when I turned around and tried to call Zheng Bingbing, I found that the person next to me was not Zheng Bingbing, but my sister-in-law. It was obvious that it was a dream.
"Long time no see." I said to Yaoyao, ignoring the sister-in-law next to me, who was making dumplings.
"Long time no see," Yaoyao said, "Chengfeng, thank you for really rescuing me."
"You're welcome. Now that you've come out, what I want to know is, what should I do next? Should I send you to the funeral parlor for cremation as you said, or..."
Yaoyao slowly floated her body, turned a quarter of a circle, and became flat side by side with me, but she was still about one meter away from me. The golden light talisman that should be the Taoist priest still had residual power.
"Will you regret it?" Yaoyao asked, without answering my question.
"No regrets." I told the truth, because regrets are meaningless and I can't go back in time and change anything.
"What I mean is, if I really go on a killing spree like Shen Xingyue said after resurrection, won't you regret it?" Yaoyao asked with a sneer.
"I don't think you'd do that," I said.
"Why do you believe me so much?"
"I don't believe you, but I believe my judgment of a person." I paused. Even in my dream, my mind was relatively clear. "You and I have known each other for more than a month. We are ashamed.
Let’s not talk about opening things for now, other ways
I have had a lot of face-to-face contact with you. Through my contact with you, I judge that you are not the big devil described by Shen Xingyue. What's more, I have checked the historical data. Is it possible that the reason why you went on such a killing spree was
Isn’t it because you are obsessed with it?”
"No." Yaoyao asked simply.
"What?" I didn't respond.
"On Chrysanthemum Mountain, I killed more than a hundred compatriots. I was not crazy. I was very sober at that time." Yaoyao smiled, and her whole body moved towards me, getting closer and closer to me.
The closer.
I couldn't help but become nervous and kept swallowing my saliva. What on earth did she want to express...
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